![]() ![]() The romance between her and Gaston develops in a moment of explanation, and almost immediately Gigi declares she’d rather be miserable with him than without him. We’re never told if this is what she wants, or anything considered a personal desire. ![]() In a two-hour film we spend about 40-minutes with Gigi herself, mainly going to lessons and montages about what to do to entice a man (sniff cigars, identify fake jewelry). She has an absentee mother obsessed with making it as a star of the stage, so the girl is raised by her Aunt Alicia (Isabel Jeans) and grandmother (Hermione Gingold) to be a man’s mistress, not wife, but mistress. Leslie Caron starts the film dressed up like Madeline. The title might be Gigi, but we know little about her other than what men think or want from her. It seems as if the movie wants to elevate women to the status of Paris itself, but really they’re nothing more than the Eiffel Tower, a beautiful object whose picture you want to take. The opening song, the iconic “Thank Heaven for Little Girls” (hilariously shown as the pervert’s lament in My Father, The Hero), situates the film as a tale about men and the beauty that surrounds them, best exemplified in women. Many of the problems I have with this film were mimicked in my review of Leslie Caron’s debut, 1951’s An American in Paris primarily, Caron’s character is a mere object for male fantasy. We probably got the best interpretation with Moulin Rouge!, and even that movie didn’t exactly end with “happily ever after.” Gigi touts itself as a Cinderella story, but if Cinderella in the 1950 Disney version possesses more agency than a woman in 1958, you have a problem. Gigi would have trouble being made today. When Gaston realizes Gigi is no longer a little girl, he starts to wonder if she’s wife material. Her best friend is the town playboy, Gaston Lachaille (Louis Jourdan) who’s bored by everything Paris has to offer. Gigi (Leslie Caron) is a young Parisian girl being groomed by her aunts to be a man’s mistress. My apologies to those who enjoy this movie…you won’t be pleased by my thoughts. Unfortunately, time and an increased awareness of classic films and women have only made the movie’s flaws stand out even further. I’d seen it years ago and didn’t care for it, but figured I’d give it the benefit of the doubt my youth colored my perspective. I originally had zero plans to review Gigi. As they reminisce about their own love affair in their white suits (was she the love of his life?) they contribute the film's finest moment: the duet "I Remember It Well (visually breathtaking against a sky which changes from pastel blue to coral to a flaming orange sunset)." The DVD, set to wide-screen, is the only way to enjoy something like this.This is what happens when inspiration knocks. After more than an hour of boasting about conquering girls young enough to be his granddaughters, he does a kind of about-face when he begins a twilight terrace scene with 'grandmama' Hermoine Gingold. (Remarkably ahead of its time, when you think about it.) There is also something of an enigma in Maurice Chevalier, who, while being a favorite with audiences, is- let's face it- a dirty old man. The lovely Leslie Caron shines as the title character who reveals to her already shocked family that she's not as naive as they seem to think in the ways of courtship and will not give herself to a man that she doesn't actually love. Is your suspense of imagination so narrow that the same musical team cannot create more than one score without crucifixions for similarities? (Lerner & Lowe also wrote BRIGADOON and PAINT YOUR WAGON.are they also rip-offs of MFL?) Anyway, the film- resplendent in set pieces, cinematography, and especially costumes, is an execution in contradictions: it takes a group of less-than-respectable characters and makes them respectable. While both stories have a central female character, one is being groomed in elocution while the other is being groomed as a hook- that is, as a coquette. This is an adaptation of a Colette novel, not a Bernard Shaw play. how is this MY FAIR LADY? Over and over again, like a herd, everyone is writing that it's a copy, or a remake, or very similar to. ![]()
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